A disguise

Thinking quick Glenda hurried over to porch. She grabbed a pair of sheers and gripping her curly hair, lopped it off, leaving a raggedy, curly pop down to her ears.

Setting the sheers aside, Glenda hurriedly pried off her wet clothes. She tore off the ripped remains of her gown, then slipped off her undershirt and bloomers. She stood now butt naked, pale skin gleaming under the sunlight. Hurriedly she shoved her clothes under the deck, then scrambled to the clothesline. She grabbed a pair of breeches and yanked them on. They were rough spun wool pants that stopped right below the knee. Then she pulled on a tunic top, a short sleeve shirt that hung slightly below her waist.

She'd just gotten dressed when a guard came around the corner, startling the princess.

"You there! Boy!" The guard barked.

"M... me?" Glenda asked nervously.

"Yes, you!" The guard said, stepping forward. "Have you seen a young woman pass by?"

Glenda breathed a sigh of relief. Her plan had worked! By lopping off her hair and putting on a man's clothes she passed for a boy! Her sisters had always mocked her for being a tomboy, if they could see her now!